The next day.
sunny.
The vast Panlong Arena is crowded with people, and talent tests and battle arena competitions are in full swing.
"Did you hear that someone took a talent test yesterday and actually became a Grade A outer disciple!"
"Hi~~~, are you talking about the genius with the black dragon martial spirit?"
"Yes, it's him. His talent is so abnormal that it has reached the ghost level!"
"It's so scary, there's someone out there!!"
In the martial arts field, there were all kinds of noises, ranging from admiration to envy.
In the competition area, under the No. 8 platform, there was a young man in black with an ordinary appearance. He was clearly Wang Xuan in disguise.
He looked at the No. 8 platform, where a boy and a girl were fighting fiercely.
Despite the fact that there is a young martial arts cultivator among them, her martial arts is vicious and she releases all kinds of strange poisonous insects from time to time, which is an evil way of poison.
"Those who want to enter the Valley of the Wind through martial arts will be merciless." Wang Xuan explained to the bearded man beside him.
Mu Qingyue, who had disguised herself as an ugly man, was still frightened when she heard this.
I have watched ten fights before, only two of which two people got out alive, and seven of which one person survived.
"Heifeng, there."
Mu Qingyue pointed to the battle platform No. 9, and Wang Xuan turned to look.
Two new combatants were walking up to the No. 9 battle platform. One of them was a young man in brocade clothes, and it was Qin Ao.
A coldness flashed in Wang Xuan's eyes.
The other party was arrogant and domineering. Yesterday, he had his elders. If they met on the battlefield today, the other party's elders would not be able to interfere in the martial arts assessment.
In this Panlong martial arts field, private fighting is strictly prohibited.
Wang Xuan participated in the martial arts competition because he wanted to learn martial arts with people of the same age, so that he could better understand the strengths and weaknesses of his own martial arts.
As for the appearance issue, the Underworld Reborn Technique is a rare secret skill, and it is also the only method he can practice below the realm of true magic. The many treasures he has memorized in the ancestral world are all very demanding, and have extremely high requirements for cultivation. Harsh requirements.
"Pretend for a while first, wait until your cultivation level improves, and then seek revenge from those two tribes."
Wang Xuan thought and took a breath. Last night, he hugged a jade body with uneven texture, soft elasticity and smooth fragrance, and didn't sleep well. He was not a real stone.
"Trash, die!"
On the No. 9 battle platform, Qin Ao stabbed his opponent's chest with a claw. In just a dozen moves, Qin Ao killed his opponent.
"Anyone who dares to be my enemy, Qin Ao, will end up like this."
Qin Ao sneered, threw the young boy off the platform, and looked at the spectators below with contempt.
"Hi~~~, he is so cruel!"
"Yes, even those who fought gave up, and he didn't let them go either."
The crowd watching the battle was shocked. Although the competition in Shadowwind Valley was not restricted to fighting, as long as they surrendered in time, their lives would usually not be taken.
Wang Xuan didn't pay attention to Qin Ao's fighting, but looked at the cold young man holding a sword on the No. 7 platform.
I saw that there were actually five people fighting against the cold young man.
The rules of fighting in Yinfeng Valley are that if you win against five people at a time, you can directly enter the outer gate!
"How dare you pick five people at once? You are so arrogant."
"Come together and kill him."
"Die."
On the battlefield, five people were furious, attacking the cold young man with their sledgehammer martial arts, war spear martial arts, and sword energy.
Wang Xuan watched calmly.
"Remember, the one who killed you is Chen Mo!"
The cold young man was filled with murderous intent, and the murderous intent in his eyes condensed into a black word 'death'.
Cut it out with one sword!
Wow~
The shadow of the sword was dense and tyrannical, and it broke the five people's attacks. The five people were shocked when the shadow of the sword hit their faces. They felt that their bodies and minds became cold, and their hands and feet became stiff. It was difficult for them to fight against this sword. .
'Puff puff...'
In the next moment, all five combatants at the first and second levels of the Secret Realm were killed, with horror still in their eyes.
"Hi~~~~, who is this person? He is so strong?"
"Sword intent, I feel it, that is sword intent!"
"It's incredible that at the age of eighteen, he has become a real swordsman..."
The crowd watching the battle was in an uproar, and those with discerning eyes saw the clues.
Wang Xuan's eyes moved slightly. It was not that he had awakened a sword-type martial spirit or practiced a sword skill, which meant he was a true swordsman.
In fact, the real threshold for sword cultivation is to have sword intention.
For example, Su Xiaoshi is in the process of comprehending the meaning of the sword.
On the towering viewing platform, the elders of Yinfeng Valley saw Chen Mo's swordsmanship and nodded with slight satisfaction. This year's recruitment of disciples indeed produced some good seeds.
Chen Mo put the long sword back into the scabbard on his back and said coldly: "For losers like you, if you want to worship in the Valley of the Wind, you are seeking death."
Mu Qingyue heard this strangely: "These people are so crazy."
"Most sword cultivators are frivolous." Wang Xuan smiled and explained.
As he was speaking, he was slightly surprised and looked towards the talent testing area in the square in the distance.
There was a sudden uproar there, the crowd was commotion, and there were all kinds of shocking sounds.
A huge fox shadow flew out from a soul-measuring pillar and ran in the sky. The beast's body shed a large number of white light spots, making the entire square become strange and beautiful.
And the fox spirit was even more beautiful, with hair like snow, seven long tails on its buttocks, its eyes were abnormally spiritual, and the spirit power it exuded was even more astonishing, with circles of white aura spreading.
"Half-step king-level martial spirit!?"
"Her martial spirit...is actually the Xuanyin Holy Fox!?"
"Besides, he is so good-looking!!"
The crowd was shocked. Looking at the young girl in a light yellow dress under the soul-measuring pillar, many teenagers were filled with excitement and amazement.
I saw that the girl was about fourteen years old, with delicate and picturesque facial features, skin as good as snow, long hair flowing down her shoulders, and a temperament like an orchid. She looked like the embryo of a beauty who was bringing disaster to the country and the people.
She pressed a small white hand on the soul-measuring pillar, with a look of panic on her beautiful little face. When she saw the crowd staring at her, she retracted her hand in fright.
And then, the beautiful white fox spirit in the sky disappeared.
The elders of Yinfeng Valley all stood up.
"Xuanyin Holy Fox Martial Spirit, a monster finally appeared!"
"Haha, little girl, if you join our Yinfeng Valley, you can directly become an inner disciple!"
"Yes, there are still strong people who will accept you as their disciple."
The elders of Shadowwind Valley laughed.
It has been many years since a king-level martial spirit appeared. Although it is only half-step to the king-level, it is only second to the four geniuses.
Lin Miaoyi's face looked a little confused. She didn't expect that she was actually a half-step king-level martial spirit. She had heard of the four great geniuses, but she had only reached the level of a king-level martial spirit.
"Thank you, elders." Lin Miaoyi hurriedly saluted to the viewing platform.
"Well, just wait a moment. Someone will take you into the valley later."
The elders smiled kindly and took their seats again.
Lin Miaoyi got off the test bench happily, ran up to a tall young man in gray clothes, and said happily, "Brother Zhou Yu, Xiaoyi passed the test."
The gray-clothed young man's face was sweating nervously, and he said in surprise: "It turns out that sister Yi'er is so powerful, but she didn't know that I..."
"Brother Zhou Yu, you can definitely do it too." Lin Miaoyi winked playfully.
Seeing the two people's intimacy, the teenagers around them were so depressed that they almost vomited blood, looking at the young man in gray with envy and jealousy.
On the viewing platform, the smiling faces of the Yinfeng elders suddenly fell.
Under a tree in the corner of the square, there was a figure in luxurious clothes with a sinister look in his eyes.
"Hao Shao has fallen in love with her? We can catch her."
"Gee, she is indeed a stunning beauty. Judging from her clothes, she may be a casual cultivator or a member of a small clan."
"Don't say she has no background. It doesn't matter if she has a rich family. As long as Hao Shao likes her, don't even think about running away."
"..."
A group of men and women were fawning behind the young man in Chinese attire.
The young man in fine clothes showed a sinister look on his face: "Do you need to arrest me? Don't worry, I finally met a top-quality girl. I want to train her to be a slave girl."
The handsomely dressed young man smiled sinisterly. The prey he was interested in finally crawled onto the bed and undressed and undressed himself...
...
Wang Xuan withdrew his gaze.
Since the young girl can pass the talent test and enter the inner sect, it means that he should be able to.
However, his talent is likely to be known to the two tribes. Once he releases the Xingdaotong Martial Spirit, he may be discovered by the two tribes.
Moreover, Xingdaotong and the Ten Shadow Sword are based on the Wordless Heavenly Book, which is the sub-martial spirit that he devoured. Xingdaotong may not be able to test the grade.
"That girl is indeed very good-looking and lovable, and I am satisfied with her." Mu Qingyue said with a slight smile.
Wang Xuan did not hear Mu Qingyue's words clearly, because the deacon of Yinfeng Valley who was in charge of the No. 10 battle platform said loudly at the same time: "The next battle, No. 890 Yang Zhong will fight No. 1008 Black Wind!"
